I walk into my room kind of in a rush. I go into my closet and grab my guitar case,then go into one of my draws and pull out a black Sharpie. I open then guitar case, pull out the guitar and quickly scribble on it with the marker. I toss the market back in the draw, close the case and sling it over my shoulder. I look at the clock and see that its almost 11:30. I had to made sure that no one would see me. Especially Diggles, if he saw me I'd be dead. I go over to the balcony in mg room, and step over the railing. I look down at the smaller roof, and jump hoping I won't get hurt, or make any noise. When I land, I loose my balance and almost fall, but I catch myself just in time. I stay for a second and listen, making sure no one heard me, no lights, no sound. I jump down to the porch, and run through the woods to the next street over. Then I walk to the train tracks, which is about 3 miles away. There is only a couple cars driving around, and no one walking, so people must think I'm crazy. When I make it to the train tracks, I wait for the train. I start to get nervous about this. I bite my lip pondering, weather to go back or not, but next thing I know I'm on the train. I feel like someone is watching me, but I don't move. I just stand, looking froward, at the wall. When I'm about to jump off the train, in Boston, I hear someone yell over the wind.
"Ready to have some fun? I hope your good at running if you don't want to get hurt." I jump off the train and start running, getting my balance along the way. I look around trying to see where I am, or where I'm going. I look behind me still running, and see 3 figures following me. I run fasting, and take a sharp turn, almost making me fall. My hand skims the ground as I get my balance back.
"Over here!" I gear one if the figures yell. I know that voice. Where from though? I keep running until I come across the building I'm looking for. I run straight to the back of it, calming my breath and not making a sound. I open the window from outside, take off the guitar and slide it in, then I go in myself. I pull over a mask, and then my hood, just invade someone sees me. I breath evenly, and shake my head as I get dizzy like earlier. This time its worse, though and it won't go away. I try nit to focus o that, and climb the stairs. I walk down the hall with the guitar in my hands, and open the door at the end. I take a step in, being quiet. I look around, and when I try to take another step I stumble a little from being so dizzy. Everything gets a little fuzzy. I set the guitar case down in the corner of the room, and when I turn around the 3 figure are there.
"Hey, come on, we are going to get you home." one says. I turn to the opposite side of the room, that holds the occupied bed. I slowly make my way over to it and look at the blonde boy in it. At this moment, everything is almost black. I lean down and press my lips against the boys.
"I love you," I whisper and everything feels like its slipping away. "I'm in love with you, Ashton Daniels." At that, everything goes black, and I'm alone. No light. No feeling. No smell. No movement. No sound. No nothing. I feel empty. Everything is empty. There are no thoughts in my mind. Just the knowledge that there is nothing. That I am nothing.
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